One Little, Two Little, Three Little Indian Braides...

So I have decided to get off my crying depressed ass and to live again with passion and fury. This is my way of not crossing the line at work but having my moccasin on it. I was talking to a friend and I was telling them that every time worked pissed me off I was going to put a dread lock in my hair. She replied "You can't do that you're an Indian, Indian do Braides.

Like I said before if you've been reading me a while...a while back maybe 5 years ago I posted a blog about dread locks. Well one way is braiding. After you braid your hair it takes about a year and it will form into a dread lock. Just leave it alone. Never take it out, wash your hair every two days...

So here is my first braid...it's a start. My way of saying fuck you and your bad treatment of me to work. In a years time I wonder how many braids I will have?I also have a problem with their dress code. I've been wearing blue jeans to work for 5 years, I was told yesterday the next time I wear blue jeans to work security will escort me to the front doors, they didn't say anything about black jeans...

And the war wages on hear my Indian war cry!